Yan Rong finally arrived at A Yao's palace, and a maid led her and Feng Chu inside.
She saw a stunningly beautiful woman sitting by the window, sipping tea. The woman looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a purple palace gown embroidered with phoenix patterns, her long, black hair cascading down her back, and wearing gold tassel earrings inlaid with red gemstones. She was breathtakingly beautiful, yet noble and aloof.
This woman with unparalleled beauty possessed a terrifyingly powerful aura.
Yan Rong was stunned for a moment. It wasn't that she had never seen Feng Yao before. It was just that those were all in her mother's memories. This was the first time she had seen Feng Yao with her own eyes.
She was more beautiful and noble than the Feng Yao she remembered in her mother's memory. She used to have a high opinion of herself, thinking that she would be more beautiful and noble than Feng Yao's clone, and that she would be more powerful than them in the future. But now Yan Rong felt that compared to Feng Yao, she was as insignificant and inconspicuous as dust.
She felt a sense of helplessness, embarrassment, and deep jealousy.
"Ayao." Feng Chu had already walked towards Ayao. He had no sense of being a guest at all. He walked to the opposite side of Ayao and sat down.
Ayao smiled gently at Feng Chu and handed him a cup of tea.
"Try it. This spiritual tea was grown by my own hands, and the tea leaves were also processed by my own hands," Ayao said with a smile.
Feng Chu picked up the teacup, gently inhaled the aroma, and recognized it as fine tea. He took a sip and praised, "This tea is quite good too."
"If you like it, then I'll give you some tea!" Ayao said, waving her hand. A jar appeared on the table, containing the tea she had prepared. Feng Chu smiled and waved her hand, storing it in her storage space.
At this moment, A Yao looked at Yan Rong.
The moment Yan Rong's eyes met A Yao's, her heart skipped a beat, and she timidly called out, "Auntie..."
Her hands and feet trembled, and she looked like a pitiful child who was afraid that A Yao would eat her up.
Ayao had already heard Feng Chu talk about Yan Rong. Was she Lu Xuening's daughter? Lu Xuening and Lu Yunqi's daughter? For some reason, it felt a little funny.
“There’s no need to call me ‘Auntie.’ My surname is Feng, and yours is Yan now. I have no connection with the Lu family anymore,” Ayao said.
Upon hearing this, Yan Rong immediately knelt on the ground: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, Rong'er... Rong'er knows she was wrong." Yan Rong lay prostrate on the ground, trembling.
“Get up, I’m not going to eat you,” Ayao said.
Yan Rong stood up timidly, her pretty face pale, making her look even more frail.
Ayao looked at her, her heart filled with complex emotions.
Lu Xuening actually possesses the bloodline of the Golden Crow Clan, and her daughter is now the last descendant of the Golden Crow Clan. Her past life was that of the Golden Crow Clan's emperor, the most powerful Immortal Emperor Yan Tang.
"You know that your mother and I are enemies, and she has tried to kill me many times. Your father and I are not related by blood either. But your parents are your parents, and you are you. As long as you do not harm the common people, I will not target you. I am giving you some pills to fulfill the bond between me and the Golden Crow Clan. I have nothing else to give you."
With a wave of her hand, several bottles of pills flew towards Yan Rong.
Yan Rong looked at the bottles of pills, feeling dissatisfied, thinking that A Yao was treating her like a beggar, but she dared not object. She accepted the pills and knelt before A Yao.
"Thank you, Young Emperor!"
Her eyes were red and she looked like she was about to cry. She looked at Feng Chu, hoping he would say a few words for her, but Feng Chu remained silent.
"You can go out first! I have something to say to Feng Chu," A Yao said.
"yes."
Although Yan Rong was unwilling, she could only stand up and leave.
After she left, Feng Chu looked at A Yao and said, "Senior Yan Tang asked me to help her three times. If she can change herself and do good deeds, I will teach her the Great Sun Golden Crow Technique in the future. If she does anything immoral, I will help her clean up her mess."
"Yan Tang is a good person," A Yao commented, "but he was just too unlucky to have run into those two bastards, Lou Munan and Jingxin Wuchen."
She never told Feng Chu that she was the reincarnation of Yan Tang. She hadn't even told her master this secret. She also felt there was no need to tell her; she was herself, and Yan Tang was Yan Tang.
Looking at Feng Chu's features, A Yao thought of Lou Mu Nan's nephew, Xiao Yue. He really did look like Lou Mu Nan's nephew! She had asked the Black Nest Master about the possibility that Feng Chu was Lou Yue's reincarnation, and he said it was impossible. Was it really impossible?
"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Feng Chu touched her face.
“I’ve seen Lou Munan’s past memories, and you look a lot like his nephew,” Ayao said.
Feng Chu looked surprised upon hearing this, then suddenly realized, "Oh, I see. No wonder."
No wonder he was so good to him at first, no wonder he always went easy on him.
It turns out it's because he looks like his nephew.
"Can you tell me about his past?" Feng Chu looked at A Yao pleadingly. He had always harbored extremely complicated feelings towards Lou Munan.
Ayao nodded, and then began her story from Lou Munan's birth. She spoke in great detail, and after listening to everything about Lou Munan, Feng Chu fell into a long silence.
Ayao poured him a new cup of tea. He stared at the rising steam and said, "So he wasn't born a completely wicked villain."
Fate gradually forced him to become the Demon Lord Xuan Tian, causing him to lose his mind, become insane, and beyond redemption.
"Now that I've told you all this, will you still wield your sword when you see him again?" Ayao asked.
Feng Chu's gaze was firm: "Yes. I understand him, I sympathize with him, but I still can't forgive him. Even if I knew why he became like this, I still couldn't condone his actions."
Ayao was not surprised by Feng Chu's answer. She looked at the misty clouds outside and said, "I don't know where Lou Munan is hiding. I can't find him no matter what."
Her eyes dimmed.
Without finding Lou Munan, one cannot find Xu Fengzhi.
Is Xu Fengzhi still alive?
If another hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, a million years pass, will Xu Fengzhi still be around? In the end, she still couldn't keep him.
After sitting for a while, Feng Chu left.
Ayao sat alone in her palace, when suddenly she raised her hand. With a gentle tap of her finger, everything around her changed.
She saw the chaotic universe again, the universe before the formation of all the heavens and myriad worlds. She saw the chaotic aura and primordial energy floating in the universe, swirling around each other. After an unknown amount of time, the seven primordial realms and the three innate treasures were born together. Then she saw two enormous spheres.
These two spheres were as large as planets, even much larger than many planets. Countless years after the birth of the seven primordial realms, these spheres exploded.
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